Old Fat Naked Women for Peace

My dear old high school pal (and sister UU) Katie sent me a link to this hilarious video:




(The performers are The Righteous Mothers, from Seattle. I'm guessing you UU bloggers from the Pacific Northwest have already heard of them.)

Armistice Day

"To us in America, the reflections of Armistice Day will be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country's service and with gratitude for the victory, both because of the thing from which it has freed us and because of the opportunity it has given America to show her sympathy with peace and justice in the councils of the nation."

--Woodrow Wilson, Armistice Day Proclamation, 1919



This is my song, O God of all the nations,
A song of peace for lands afar and mine.
This is my home, the country where my heart is:
Here are my hopes, my dreams, my sacred shrine --
But other hearts in other lands are beating,
With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.

My country's skies are bluer than the ocean,
And sunlight beams on clover leaf and pine,
But other lands have sunlight too, and clover,
And skies are everywhere as blue as mine.
O hear my song, O God of all the nations,
A song of peace for their land and for mine.

May truth and freedom come to every nation;
May peace abound where strife has raged so long;
That each may seek to love and build, together,
A world united, righting every wrong:
A world united in its love for freedom,
Proclaiming peace together in one song.

--Lloyd Stone, 1934 (tune: Jean Sibelius, Finlandia, 1899)

It's Like This, PeaceBang

Punt


Bunt

V-E Day must have felt like this.

Sweetness in the air and justice on the wind,
Laughter in the house where the mourners have been,
The deaf shall have music, the blind have new eyes,
The standards of death taken down by surprise.

Alleluia! the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly!

--Bob Franke